Outlaw's Kiss (Book 2): Raging Reapers MC, #2

By Sophia Gray

This is book 2 of the Raging Reapers MC series! Book 3 is available everywhere now!

She lied about our baby.

Bridgette swore she'd do whatever it takes to get away from the biker.

But the outlaw's kiss is a powerful addiction.

And when he comes to claim his woman and their secret baby…

All hell threatens to break loose.

BRIDGETTE

When he left, he was a boy named Kyle.

But he's back now… and he's not a little boy anymore.

He's become something I never thought possible:

A cold-blooded killer.

The man who came back home is an outlaw rogue with blood on his hands, ink on his arms, and the crest of an outlaw motorcycle club blazed across his leather jacket.

I don't know where he's been or what he's done.

But I can see in his eyes that he's different.

Tougher, crueler, darker, deadlier.

I loved him back then.

But he terrifies me now.

Because he's discovered my secret, the thing I've been hiding from him for six long years…

Our baby daughter.

I can't let him find us.

If he does, he'll never let me or my little girl leave his sight ever again.

I have to get my daughter out of here, before it's too late.

And I'll give him whatever it takes to keep her safe.

FALCON

I thought I knew what anger was.

Then I found out that the girl I left back in my hometown – my first love – has been hiding a secret baby from me.

And my rage reaches a whole new level.

Lie to me? Hide my family? Steal my little girl?

Hell f**king no.

I'm far from a saint, but there are some things that I hold sacred.

And protecting what's mine is top of the list.

I'm coming home to claim what belongs to me:

The woman I left behind… and the baby I put in her belly.

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If you love dark romance about alpha male bikers and surprise babies, check out OUTLAW'S KISS by bestselling author Sophia Gray. This dark second chance romance is about a bad boy motorcycle club biker who comes home to reclaim the woman he left behind. He discovers the secret baby she hid from him. Can their love find a way through? Read this dark romance with sex and adventure to find out what happens next.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Sopris Page Press
• Release date: Oct 1, 2019
• ISBN: 9781393854579

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Outlaw’s Kiss: A Motorcycle Club Romance (Raging Reapers MC Book 2)

By Sophia Gray

She lied about our baby.

BRIDGETTE SWORE SHE’D do whatever it takes to get away from the biker.

But the outlaw’s kiss is a powerful addiction.

And when he comes to claim his woman and their secret baby...

All hell threatens to break loose.

BRIDGETTE

When he left, he was a boy named Kyle.

But he’s back now... and he’s not a little boy anymore.

He’s become something I never thought possible:

A cold-blooded killer.

The man who came back home is an outlaw rogue with blood on his hands, ink on his arms, and the crest of an outlaw motorcycle club blazed across his leather jacket.

I don’t know where he’s been or what he’s done.

But I can see in his eyes that he’s different.

Tougher, crueler, darker, deadlier.

I loved him back then.

But he terrifies me now.

Because he’s discovered my secret, the thing I’ve been hiding from him for six long years...

Our baby daughter.

I can’t let him find us.

If he does, he’ll never let me or my little girl leave his sight ever again.

I have to get my daughter out of here, before it’s too late.

And I’ll give him whatever it takes to keep her safe.

FALCON

I thought I knew what anger was.

Then I found out that the girl I left back in my hometown – my first love – has been hiding a secret baby from me.

And my rage reaches a whole new level.

Lie to me? Hide my family? Steal my little girl?

Hell f**king no.

I’m far from a saint, but there are some things that I hold sacred.

And protecting what’s mine is top of the list.

I’m coming home to claim what belongs to me:

The woman I left behind... and the baby I put in her belly.

IF YOU LOVE DARK ROMANCE about alpha male bikers and surprise babies, check out OUTLAW’S KISS by bestselling author Sophia Gray. This dark second chance romance is about a bad boy motorcycle club biker who comes home to reclaim the woman he left behind. He discovers the secret baby she hid from him. Can their love find a way through? Read this dark romance with sex and adventure to find out what happens next.

Chapter 1

Falcon

Falcon knew he had to be very careful. One wrong move and Bridgette would most likely bleed out on the floor or, best case scenario, end up in the emergency room. He’d thought for sure he’d given himself away when he heard the man shouting out at him.

Thank God he’d had the instinct to cross the room quickly and quietly and wait pressed against the wall beside the entrance to the kitchen.

He’d been beyond pissed when he’d woken up to an empty bed. At first he’d thought Bridgette had just gone back to the spare bed, but a quick search through the house had confirmed his worst suspicions.

He knew exactly where she’d gone. Back to that goddamn bakery. After she’d sworn up and down that she wouldn’t. After he’d told her what would happen.

And it had been too much for him to hope he’d get there in time before anything too bad could happen. Of course not. She fucking had to run off and right into Martin’s arms. If she hadn’t believed him before about the danger, she would now. At least one good thing would come of this, he’d thought grimly.

When Martin’s guy forced Bridgette through the door, though, he realized things were much worse than he’d initially thought. He hadn’t expected the henchman to have such an effective hold on Bridgette. He hadn’t thought to call for backup, or even grab a gun. Idiot, he cursed himself. He knew what he was dealing with here.

At least the moron hadn’t looked to either side. He’d left himself wide open for an attack from behind.

Falcon crept forward, already analyzing how best to approach this. He’d have to make sure Bridgette could get herself to safety, meaning his first challenge was getting that knife as far from her body as possible. He’d have to sacrifice efficiency for caution here, so he might get a few cuts himself. But that was a small price to pay for Bridgette’s life.

He lunged forward, wrapping an arm around the man’s neck and his other hand firmly around the man’s wrist. He bent the guy’s arm away from Bridgette’s throat, forcing the arm to stay straight.

The suddenness of the attack was enough to cause the henchman to release Bridgette’s hair. And she had the good sense to get the hell away from him, which made the rest of Falcon’s work easier.

He tightened his arm around the man’s neck, constricting and holding him there until the man slumped in his arms. Falcon let him drop limply to the floor then, and he stooped down to wrest the switchblade from his hand.

He turned his attention back to Bridgette, who was cowering across the room, shaking hard, her eyes wide and shining with tears. He just stared at her for a moment, waiting for the whirlwind of thoughts in his mind to subside. At that moment he was sure the only words he’d be able to get out were a long chain of expletives, and he wanted to make sure he could fully articulate how stupidly she’d acted.

A sob tore through her chest. Then another. He watched her slide down the wall until she was sitting on the ground, hugging her knees, looking like she was just trying to hold herself together.

Falcon felt some of the angry edge in him soften. But he was still pissed. Why the fuck would you come here? he demanded. You see this shit? He held up the switchblade. Martin doesn’t play games, Bridgette! What, you didn’t fucking believe me before? You think I did this to myself? He pointed to the scar on his cheek. That a fucking cat or some shit gave this to me?

Bridgette said nothing. She just continued to cry into her knees.

He hated her seeing like that—broken down, scared. He’d hardly ever seen her like that before. She used to hate crying in front of him, and any time he’d walked in on her when she was upset, she’d clammed right up, wiped her eyes, and told him she was fine, don’t worry, or some other bullshit.

But goddamn it, he’d told her. He’d told her it wasn’t worth it. He’d told her not to come back.

Shit, Bridge, he muttered, flipping the switchblade shut and slipping it into his pocket. He moved toward her until he was close enough to kneel down and pull her into his arms. She let him, her body easing comfortably into his.

Her face was warm and wet against his shoulder. He pulled her head against him, crushing her to his body, hoping that holding her so tight would help her realize she was safe.

It’s fine now, he murmured to her. I’m here. I’m not going anywhere. You’re safe while I’m here.

I’m sorry, she hiccupped against him. Her arms twined around his neck, and she pulled herself even closer to him. "I shouldn’t have gone. But you